User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Sharpe's Highwaybeasts/@comment-32303-20121109151749/@comment-25220117-20121109153314

Dusting herself off and straightening her tunic, Ortega took a whiff of the salty air, sighing "That means Salamandastron isn't far off..."

Nodding to Ortega, Sharpe smiled grimly "Quite, but enough of such thoughts for now, Private m'gell. We'll deal with wot's at paw tomorrer, one blinkin' chesspiece at a time"

''Soon, a rather chubby looking hare's head appeared from the hole. Waggling an ear at Stryker, he winked at her'' "A fishin' rod, eh? Pull me up an' I'll give ye such a fishin' rod that it'll curl your ears just t' blinkin' well look at it, wot! Ye'll be heapin' bloomin' mountins o' fish wid that piece o' art, eh, wot wot wot wot!"